It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I understood that I was unpleasant sometimes however at others I was excited and practically giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her much deeper and deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was really going on till much later after she returned from St. Louis.

I had to keep our good friends and household at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited communication at the time simply a brief text every day and just one quick but doing not have in details phone call about her prolonged holiday.

This was nearly an entirely different woman than the one I had left in St. Louis just a week ago. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was using high-heeled shoes with at least a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer gown that appeared like it must be used as a slip as it was nearly large and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut rather low and you could easily construct the curve of her breasts through it. As I held her I might not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass. I offered her a leering look.

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